wizer
TK addict
In Junior HS, me and this dude Carl, we would go into the drainage sump behind his house..and catch frogs. Then we would put one into a glass bottle of which there were always many discarded in there...and throw it out into the middle of the water. Then we would pelt it with rocks, eventually it would break, go under, and a short time later up would come the frog. It would surface, take a look around, find the closest distance to shore, which was directly towards us, and swim for it's life. We would pelt it with rocks, and usually one rock would hit home, and the frog would disappear under the water, and we would wait, and sure enough it would float to the surface, white lifeless belly up.
Sometimes the frog would somehow avoid all our rocks and make it to shore. It would pull itself out of the water, take a look around, and then we would drop a huge rock on it.
Sometimes the frog would somehow avoid all our rocks and make it to shore. It would pull itself out of the water, take a look around, and then we would drop a huge rock on it.